Time passes too slowly. The beardog’s nervousness increases and for a moment he feels the temptation to flee this place, he’s a little nauseous.�...�What possessed me? Could it be dangerous? What if I meet a satyr or a sadist of some sort, what if it’s Evil force?”, he asks himself. After washing his hands for the fifth time, he looks at his watch again: 7:35 p.m. The door opens and a heavyset bull comes in quickly, a little short of breath. He has a pretty face, a scarification mark on his. ”“I can understand that,” Donny said.Sonny said, “I nearly wet my pants when they pulled out their guns. I picked up that piece from under the counter and just aimed it at the center of mass of the nearest guy. When it went ‘click’ after I pulled the trigger I remember thinking, ‘Oh God.’ I was totally convinced that I was going to die. I was never so scared in my entire life. I guess I wasn’t the only one scared there. That guy threw an arm up to cover his face. He couldn’t see me at all. To. "Look at me, Wendell, look me directly in the eyes and answer myquestion!"I looked up at him, and at that moment I felt so feminine and womanlyand I was overwhelmed with romantic feelings and love for Charles, andwanted so to be his submissive lover! I softly replied, "Back then,Charles, as I beat off with my panties taut about my knees, and mybuttocks squirming on the sheets, I suddenly wanted more than anythingto have a loving, sexually aroused male atop me, crushing me into themattress with. I didn't know what to do. He was so hot and I couldn't resist, I let him do whatever he wanted. The man rubbed my clitoris for a second before he licked and sucked it. I started breathing heavily. His touch was soft. I loved the feeling of his beard against my shaved pussy, munching away. "You're a wet little whore, aren't you? You love it when strangers take advantage of you," he said and licked his lips as he pulled down his zipper. I nodded and followed his hand movement. A hard thick cock.